I Am Breaking the Dimensional Wall In the Lord of Mysteries

　　 No. 13 Golden Champagne Avenue, the opposite black iron gate opened outwards under the push of two male servants, and an open carriage waiting by the door drove out of the iron gate and marched on the spacious and clean street.

　　 The weather was fine, and Xifa chose to travel in a cabriolet. His original intention was to ride directly to the logging yard. But Old Cook, the groom, told him that in the morning his father Bison would use the carriage carriage, and he needed two pure-blood horses to move.

　　 Unless Sifa wants to go to the logging yard by himself, otherwise, a cabriolet that can be pulled by a horse becomes the only choice.

　　 The carriage left the Golden Champagne Avenue, bypassed the memorial square, passed the green arachnid road mixed with dragons and snakes, and headed towards the Albury Mountains behind the town of Enqi.

When passing through the main area of ​​the town, Xifa noticed that, except for the hard pavement around the Golden Champagne Avenue and the Memorial Square, the other places in Enqi Town are dirt roads. This kind of pavement is fine on sunny days, but on rainy days, The ground will be muddy.

　　 Even if you choose to travel after the rain, without a carriage, your pants will get dirty.

　　 When I have the opportunity, I propose to my father the municipal donation to pave the hard road for other parts of the town. This will help to establish a positive image. Moreover, it will be supported by the people at the bottom, and it will also help to improve my own image... Sitting on the carriage, Xifa let his thinking diverge.

　　 Soon the carriage left Enqi Town. In the suburbs outside the town, there were more trees and fewer houses.

　　 A road paved with mud and stone stretches in the direction of the Albury Mountains. When passing a fork road, Sifa saw that at the end of the fork road was a dilapidated farm house. It seemed that it had not been repaired for many years.

　　The wild rose covered the gravel wall of the farm house. The dense trees around it made the sun reluctant to come, making the farm house hidden in a dim shade of trees.

　　 There is an open space surrounded by wooden stakes near the farm house. It seems that I am planning to build a pastoral fence. There are still some wood piled on the open space, but it seems that construction has not started for a long time.

　　 When the carriage passed the fork road, the two **** dogs tied to the door of the farmhouse jumped up and roared fiercely at the carriage.

　　 During the whole process, there was no scolding in the farm house, as if it had been abandoned.

　　 "That is Ain's home. His farm has never been set up, and the livestock he bought don't know where he went."

　　 On the carriage, the servant Matthew sitting next to him pointed to the gloomy farm house not far away and said.

　　 Xifa remembered, this is one of several ‘interesting facts’ that Matthew said on the memorial square a few days ago.

　　 "The old guy Ain has no time to repair a farm recently."

　　 Old Cook, who controls the horses, interrupted. He continued with a joke tone: "I listened to him showing off to us two months ago. He said he already has two healthy grandchildren."

　　 "He firmly believes that his grandson will be a big man in the future, but he didn't make us amused."

　　 "You know, his daughter Sai La has always been crazy and has some intellectual problems. Which man would like to marry such a wife."

　　 "But last month, Ain got drunk and showed us a child, saying that it was one of his grandsons."

　　 "The goddess is on top. It's a deformity at all. It's not ugly enough to describe the appearance of the child. He has a goat-like face, dark skin, and bristles on his chin. The cry is even more terrifying."

　　 "And that child is too big, not like a one-month-old baby.

　　 Amidst old Cook’s chattering, the logging yard has arrived, and Sifa has already forgotten what the groom said and focused his attention on the forest yard.

　　 In an open field, there are many logs, and workers are processing them. These woods will be sent to steel mills or other places where they are needed.

　　 This logging farm alone generates income of no less than 20,000 pounds for the West Faculty’s income every year.

　　 On the other side of the clearing, there is a row of wooden houses for workers. But now, some of them have become temporary residences for hunters.

　　 The carriage entered the open space, and Sifa saw that there were a few tables in front of the wooden house and seven or eight men sitting around. It seemed that they had just finished breakfast, but the plates were left on the table before they were cleared.

　　 Among them, a middle-aged man with brown hair stood up. He had a deep silhouette and strong lines. A pair of brown pupils reflected the carriage that was parked not far away.

　　 He put on a wide-brimmed felt hat and walked up.

　　 "He is Leon the Hunter."

　　 On the carriage, the male servant dutifully introduced Xifa.

　　 Xifa nodded slightly, jumped out of the carriage, and said with a big smile: "Good morning, Mr. Lyon."

　　 Leon put his hands on his chest, bowed slightly, and narrowed his eyes: "Good morning, Mr. Sifa, can I ask you where you are?"

　　 Xifa said frankly: "I know, under the entrustment of my father, you have been running for the wild wolves in the mountains these days."

　　 "I want to thank you for your contribution, so I brought a little gift."

　　 Sifa cast a look at Matthew, who understood, took two bottles of white wine from the carriage and put them on the wooden table.

　　 A big beard exclaimed: "Good fellow, I saw it in the restaurant. This wine costs 2 pounds per bottle!"

　　 Leon was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled: "Thank you for your generosity, but the baron has already paid us a commission, and we can't accept such an expensive gift anymore."

"you can."

　　 Xifa smiled and said his true purpose: "I heard that you will go hunting in the mountains today. I also want to contribute to this matter. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

　　 Leon frowned immediately, wanting his companion to return the wine, but saw that the bearded man had taken out the cork and poured the wine.

　　 The hunter can only say: "Mr. Sifa, this is not the same as your usual hunting. Wolves are a group of animals, they are very dangerous, the environment of Mount Ebury is complicated, and I cannot guarantee your safety."

　　 Xifa foresaw such a response, and did not rush to convince the hunter. Instead, he looked at the table and the plates on the table: "Do you want these things?"

　　 Leon looked at him puzzled.

　　 "Matthew."

　　 Xifa winked at the male servant, and Matthew put away the plates on the table, and then threw them into the air one by one, in different directions.

boom!

　　 The gunshot came from the snake scale revolver in Sifa's hand, and he shot a precise shot, turning a plate into pieces in mid-air.

　　 bang bang bang—

　　 Xifa's arm was steady and constantly moving, smashing the plates one by one in the air. The ‘Hunter’ has been promoted the most, although it is the fighting part.

　　 However, it makes Xifa's senses more sensitive, and his flexibility and concentration are also significantly improved.

　　 In addition, Western Law originally had the basis of marksmanship, and the marksmanship was pretty good, so after taking the potion, his shooting ability was also improved in disguise.

　　 Just like now, he easily hit multiple flying discs in different directions and moving at high speed.

　　 This kind of marksmanship is enough to crush the surrounding hunters.

　　 The beard pouring the wine could see it, but he didn't notice it for a while, and the glass was full. When the white wine flowed to the table, he realized that he screamed ‘shit’ and just lay on the table and sucked.

　　Sifah put down his arms, put away the revolver, facing Leon, smiling and saying, "My safety, I am responsible for myself."